Empty Motivation

Living on an empty tank

Filled with the residue

Of dreams once followed

Rusted by the corrosion of

Spite

What keeps this

Impractical method working

Seems to be

Drops of vengeance

That fall in

Now and again

Along with random bouts of 

Hope

That trickle through

Realistically

This method seems way too

Ineffective to work

But

That doesn't stop me

From not caring

And instead letting

Trivial thoughts

Power me.